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So we got a dog. His name is Willie.
He has three great loves:
1. Going on long walks in the park where he can look at things and smell things
2. Lying in bed like a person
3. Being involved in all things
The weather is finally nice, and the flowers are all starting to bloom, so we went out to explore parts of Rock Creek Park we'd never been.
We thought Willie was tired and ready to go home. Because he looked like this:
But then we saw this:
Which was basically the best day of Willie's life.
He had to be talked down from this operation, as it was not mission-critical:
But I'm pretty sure we are forgiven.